What is the end of a dream?

Life is like a dream. Chapter 4 Know the truth

King Jin's funeral was very lively. The funeral procession stretched for miles, and the little emperor cried seriously. Not only that, he tried his best to write a eulogy, saying, "... I live with you, but I can't live with you." One is on the edge of the sky, and the other is in the corner of the earth. The dead soul is not connected with my dream. The sky is the sky, and it is extremely extreme! " It makes the viewer sad and the listener tears. The little emperor is really talented in acting.

Although his brother died, he still couldn't stop nine princess from getting married. In front of a pillar of incense in front of the grave, nine princess wore a brilliant red wedding dress and took a pulley wheel to the distant country of Yong. I sat on the roof of the palace and watched the wedding procession disappear from sight, leaving only the rosy clouds in the sunset.

I am still wandering in the palace, from Shangshufang to Qian Qiu Hall, and then to the Ping Xiu Building where I live. There is a gloomy atmosphere everywhere in the palace, and even the voice is low and small, as if afraid of disturbing someone.

I look around for a new body. I can't be a concubine in the harem. I was at an extreme disadvantage to meet the little emperor in that way. It can't be a humble maid-in-waiting It's hard to say which owner is unhappy, it's the fate of physical death. I wanted to be beautiful in appearance, elegant in temperament and noble in birth, but I found that there was no identity I wanted in the palace. Of course, the tenth princess is also good, but she is alive and well, and I have been fighting fiercely in my heart whether to try to kill her.

In fact, Rongting is still alive, with his last breath. I wonder if a new soul has entered her body, or if she is scared out of her wits. All the doctors in the palace gathered in the Ping Xiu Building. Except for the Empress Dowager, the nearby princesses and concubines were not invited away. I don't know who the little emperor listens to, but I also invited many monks and Taoists to the palace to recite scriptures. All day, they made so much noise that I was bored.

I decided to find Brother Chu.

According to the memory I have been to before, I made numerous detours and finally arrived at Brother Chu's mansion.

This small yard is quiet, as if no one lives in it. In the middle of the yard, several locust trees lost their leaves and the ground was golden. A few sparrows are jumping around on the ground and pecking around. As soon as I came in, they all flew as if frightened, stopped on the bare branches and stared at me with small eyes going round and round.

I don't care about them. I sneaked into brother Chu's room with familiarity. There is no one in the house, is it in the palace? Depressed, I came out, only to find that the courtyard door was opened with a creak. I first stepped into a foot wearing plain soft boots.

Brother Chu, my heart is full of joy. But this joy only lasted for a while, and then a pair of sapphire satin embroidered shoes embroidered with irises appeared.

This woman looks a little familiar, like a young lady of Beijing official's family. She looks top-notch, speaks softly and looks gentle and virtuous. When they came back together, naturally-

I don't even want to think about it. Although I knew they couldn't see me, I quietly turned around and hid behind the big locust tree.

After a while, they entered the room and talked in a low voice, with low laughter from time to time. Although that woman is followed by a servant girl, I still can't help thinking how sweet and affectionate they are now. Brother Chu, how did he change his mind so quickly? How could he fall in love with someone else before I told him I liked you?

When I returned to the palace, it was getting late, but the Ping Xiu Building was brightly lit, and monks and Taoists were still chanting, one left and one right, which was completely different.

The little emperor in the room stood by the bed, quietly watching RongTing in a daze. I guess what he thinks. If it's a real Rongting, wait for a chance to kill it. If it's a fake Rongting ... it's probably going to be killed again. Being killed felt terrible, so I got stuck in a chair and didn't want to enter Rongting's body again.

Suddenly I felt something was wrong. Suddenly I looked up and there was a big monk in front. I met an old monk in Fuyan Temple not long ago. I forgot my name, but I remember his face.

The big monk stared at me with a kind smile on his face. I am wary of playing drums in my heart. This monk has yin and yang eyes. Can he see ghosts? So, next, is he going to kill me with his scepter?

The old monk motioned me to go out with him. I looked at the little emperor, who was still standing there like a stone carving and didn't notice this side. Or-is the old monk invisible or a ghost like me?

Since they are all ghosts, I couldn't think of anything worse, so I got up casually and followed the old monk out of the door.

After walking through one door after another, I finally stopped I looked around, green mountains and green waters, picturesque scenery, but no sight of the palace. Think again about the beautiful scenery I just saw, and it is not the embroidered building I am familiar with. Could it be that the old monk took us away from the palace in an instant? This guy really has some skills.

"The benefactor is polite." The old monk made a sign to the stone bench and motioned for me to sit down. I am rude, too. I found a stool opposite him and sat down. I didn't speak, waiting for him to speak.

"Is there anything wrong with the patroness?"

I nodded again and again. "Why did I become like this?" There must be ghosts in this world, but how many people have died in the palace for so many days, and I haven't seen any of them become ghosts. Why am I so strange? Why can I enter Rong Ting's body? I have always been curious.

The old monk sighed lightly and said, "The patroness has been dead for a long time. It stands to reason that her soul should have dissipated long ago. It is only because someone takes pains as a method and embeds your soul in the soul-shifting bead that it will last for a long time. It's a pity that you were killed before the end of the soul-fixing ceremony, so the soul fell outside the soul-moving bead and wandered between the three realms. "

I feel horrible. I've never heard of any soul-moving beads or painstaking methods. It sounds mysterious and weird. If I were a ghost, I would get the creeps involuntarily.

"Really ... who is it? What is the painstaking method? How did I die? Why can't I remember it at all? " I stammered that my heart was beating fast. If I have the heart.

The old monk shook his head and sighed lightly: "The method of painstaking management is said to have originated in ancient Chiyou, which is a strange way to raise a child with the blood of a person's heart. After the death of the enchanted person, his soul lingers and gathers in the soul-shifting beads for future rebirth. However, this method is extremely harmful to people who practice, and they have to endure 18 heavy pains, ranging from losing their lives to death. I lived to be seventy-five, and today I saw the difference of my benefactor for the first time. "

My mind was a mess and I didn't recover for a long time. Who would rather endure hardships and go through all kinds of hardships to save me from rebirth? Father, Prince, Brother, or Embroidered Lotus? I don't know and I dare not think. In the process of these words, I only feel that the burden on my shoulders is so heavy that I can't breathe. Who do I owe now?

"Who is it?" I stared at the old monk's eyes and asked him. He just shook his head: "I don't know."

"Why don't I remember anything? Who killed me? " I'll ask again.

He still just shook his head: "I don't know. However, the donor's amnesia may be because all the souls were not collected that day, or it may be because the donor's resentment is too strong, and the memory is blocked by three souls and seven souls. "

Too much resentment? My heart became more and more confused, and I asked further, the old monk only had one answer, and I didn't know it. There's nothing I can do.

The last sentence of the old monk almost suffocated me. He opened his eyes, which had been narrowing, and said solemnly, "The patroness can't wander between heaven and earth all the time. If she can't possess herself after losing her body for seven days, then that strange person will be swallowed up. "

It's not the seventh day since I was stabbed. I forgot to say goodbye to the old monk, so I turned around and flew to Pingxiu Building. Although Rongting's body is not suitable for me, talking is better than nothing. I don't want the good-hearted man who died for me to be hurt by me. More importantly, if he dies in pain, I don't know if he will follow the daylights out of him. As for the physical changes, it depends on your future.

No little emperor was still in the house, so I went straight back to Rongting's body. When you open your eyes weakly, the world is as clear as if it had been washed, and the scene seen by people's eyes is so clear and bright. It's better to be a man after all. That's what I think in my heart.

The little emperor's eyes lit up, his face tilted and he quickly called, "Rong Ting?"

I don't know what went through my mind. I didn't speak, just stared at him blankly, watching the expression on his face change slowly, from joy and eagerness to anxiety, surprise and fear, and finally calm and gentle.

"Rong Ting?" He let out a cry again, the tone is no longer confused, but a pure call.

I blinked and said, "What did you call me? Who are you? "

The little emperor's face changed slightly, and then he smiled faintly, just as he was gentle and amiable when I first met him, but there was a trace of indifference and gloom in his sparkling eyes. "You are Rong Ting and I am your uncle."

I blinked again and suddenly smiled: "Uncle was scared by me, haha." I know even if I pretend to have amnesia, I can't hide it from him. After all, my habits, my manners, my little moves, every detail will expose my identity. It is better to spread it out, so as to save more suspicion in the future. Just don't know, if I am strangled by the little emperor now, is it a comeback, and there are still seven days for me to choose the right body for rebirth.

The little emperor paused for a moment, then looked up, his mouth tilted, and drew a beautiful arc. He patted my forehead with his finger and said softly, "Rong Ting-really naughty."

I smiled at him and closed my eyes. RongTing this body, after all, was hit hard, for a while can't recover, head or some groggy, the body is weak. After talking to him for so long, I can't hold on. When the little emperor saw this situation, he said nothing more. He helped me brush the hair on my forehead, pressed the quilt and quietly retired.

I slept in a daze and my spirit was much better. Doctor too much came to check his pulse and said it was nothing serious, just take a rest. After a while, the queen mother sent someone to send a lot of nourishing herbs. Her old man is not feeling well these days, so she didn't come to visit. It seems that she feels guilty. The ginseng sent is top-notch, and it is estimated that there are no imperial ladies there.

After many days, I gradually got better and was able to walk around the yard by myself. The little emperor came to see me as usual and told jokes. I've been wondering when we'll have a showdown, but he didn't. I must always be on my guard against him using me again. After all, the taste of being stabbed in the chest is really uncomfortable, and I don't want to do it again. Besides, I can't be used by him for nothing. I have to find a chance to get revenge for this.

Before he could find a way to get back at the little emperor, his father entered the palace. Naturally, it' s to take me back to the office. Tomorrow will be the 670 th birthday of the old lady and my grandmother, so that my children and grandchildren can get together. Although my granddaughter is unpopular, it's her first time as a girl. If I am missing from this party, it will still be a reunion.

Because of the little emperor's promise, the queen mother was worried about my health, but she couldn't object, so she had to carefully order the ladies-in-waiting to take care of me and not make any mistakes. This line was accompanied by ten ladies-in-waiting, and the queen mother treated doctors too much, which was really greater than the style of loving the princess and being mothering.

Father never dared to object, driving an old car behind our vast motorcade. I don't like him very much. Although I know it's unreasonable, I didn't say anything.

In chui fook, someone would have greeted me. Seeing such a big ostentation and extravagance, I was at a loss. The ladies-in-waiting also ignored them and helped me out of the carriage according to the instructions of the queen mother. I'm too lazy to listen to people's greetings, pretend to be weak, and don't even bother to lift my eyelids.

Headed by a middle-aged belle, everyone saluted me yingying, and I realized that this was my father's original wife. I have no hard feelings for her, so I helped her get up and go into the house. Turned around and saw chui fook expression of relief. I laughed internally, and he was afraid that I would be rude to her. Although I am vicious, I won't take it out on an innocent poor woman.

As night fell, Mrs. Xu personally led me to the Xiulou. The embroidered building is clean and tidy, and the interior furnishings are elegant and generous. It can be seen that a lot of thought has been spent. I thanked her faintly, and she looked flattered and left politely.

In the evening, Mrs. Xu sent someone to bring supper, which was very thoughtful. It's just that I'm not familiar with Xu Fu and I don't like it. It's hard to live in this yard. I really hope that the old lady's birthday will be over soon, so that I can go back and continue to fight with the little emperor.

It's getting late today, and I'm recovering from a serious illness. I'm not in a hurry to pay my respects to the old lady, so I'll rest myself first. I don't know how many of the ten ladies-in-waiting accompanying me are the eyes of the little emperor, so I have always been very decent and exquisite, in line with today's status and identity.

I can stay in bed for a long time, but I can't sleep. I vaguely heard the night watchman snoring softly. I got up and got out of bed, put on a thick cloak and pushed the door to see the moon outside the corridor. Today is the sixteenth, and the moon is as round as a millstone, big and bright, hanging in the sky far away, sprinkling a clear glow in the yard.

The Chinese New Year is coming, and the weather is a little cold, especially in the middle of the night. There is a biting chill slowly infiltrating from the soles of the feet and spreading to the whole body. It's just that this chill has made my mind clearer, recalling what the old monk once told me, painstaking management, cultivation of people, eighteen hardships ... Who is that man?

I don't know if I was dazzled or something, but suddenly I saw a shadow flash by not far away. Is it a ghost? I'm a little excited. After dying for so long, I finally saw my own kind, so I took a step and walked in that direction.

That compartment is a wall, how tall one person is. If I were still a ghost, it would be difficult at all, but now my weak body, how can I climb up? I can't help feeling annoyed. I was about to kick the wall when I heard a faint voice. Heart movement, feet involuntarily move in the direction of the voice.

I found that my hearing was very good. I walked a long way by moonlight, only to see that the lights in a small building still existed and a weak voice was coming from the building. The small building is beautiful and elegant. There are some flowers and trees planted around it, but it's too cold. Only some evergreen pines and cypresses are left, and most of the rest are dead and withered.

I wore a pair of soft boots and walked quietly on the ground. I stepped on the stairs step by step and finally heard the sound in the room.

"Mom, grandma, what does she mean? She must call the woman's daughter back. Can't we spend her birthday with her? Look at her arrogance when she walks in the door. She doesn't even care about her father. Really annoying. " It's a woman talking. The tone should be my half-sister, but the voice is not the one I met in Fuyan Temple earlier. It turns out that before princess royal got married, Chui fook had more than one daughter.

Then came the voice of a middle-aged belle, that is, Mrs Xu. At first, I sneered a few times in surprise, and then a voice that seemed to squeeze out through my teeth said, "She has the support of the Queen Mother behind her, naturally." However, no matter what, she is just a young girl and can't become a climate. She is no match for me even if she is a princess, let alone a little girl. "

All that glitters is not gold. When I came in, I saw this woman's gentle and virtuous appearance, and I really thought she was a kind person. In this case, all these smiles are deceptive. I also said that only the palace has intrigue and intrigue. Now it seems that this ordinary official family is also very complicated.

My mother in princess royal, who grew up under the protection of the Queen Mother, can't compare with this woman. I even suspect that her untimely death has various connections with this woman.

The woman went on to say, "Feng Er, you should hurry up, too. I told you before, dealing with men depends on means. That boy Yunjicang lives next door to us, and you haven't made any progress. This really annoys me. " So is your sister. She can't even save Jiangdu. I really don't know where I learned everything I usually teach. "

After listening to her words, I suddenly felt the urge to faint. She, she, she ... went out with the embroidery worker? However, from the tone of her hatred of iron not to produce, it is obvious that neither daughter is as talented as me. Big miss is very difficult to fuck brother Chu. It's a pity that Brother Chu has no feelings for her. I think of the woman who appeared in brother Chu's mansion, and my heart hurts a little.

My sister, Feng 'er, was very wronged by her mother's training and retorted in a low voice, "General Yun seldom goes out, and my daughter can't find a chance to talk to him. Besides, his eyes are so terrible that his daughter can't even speak when she sees him. Mom, why don't we change people? "

I agree with Feng Er. Although I have never seen the true face of Yun, I can still remember the scene that he almost dragged me out in Shangshufang that day. Although I have no sympathy for the little emperor now, I have no affection for the general named Yun. That man was born an anti-thief.

"Nonsense!" The woman roared, "Who in the imperial court is more powerful than the boy who sent the clouds to Cang?" If I hadn't been in case, I would have put both your sisters on him. I think that man's face is extremely rich and domineering, and he will definitely be an emperor in the future. If you marry him, even if you can't be a queen in the future, the name of the imperial concubine is indispensable. If we don't seize the opportunity, we will really live in the shadow of that old woman all our lives. I can warn you that if you don't catch up with him, at that time, you may be pointed out by the old lady of the Queen Mother to some humble inferior official. "

Chicken son is very passive in the room, but Nuo Nuo almost laughed out loud. This woman is really ambitious, but I am not as good as her. It's just that it's too bold for her to speak so loudly if she doesn't put a girl on the lookout outside. Of course, it is also possible that this Xu Fu is full of rebellion, so he is unscrupulous. I don't know.

Later, the woman patiently taught Feng Er some seductive skills. I listened for a while, sneered, and with this means, I could fool my nerd dad. He was really admitted to a fine man, but he was as bad as acting. No wonder Fenger and her sister worked so hard for so long but failed.

I was not interested in listening to their training. I picked up my clothes and ran back to my bedroom briskly.

The maid is still sleeping. I lay in bed, closed my eyes and slept soundly. I had a good dream all night.

The next day, I met my grandmother in high spirits.

Chui fook is biased against princess royal and RongTing. I'm hopeless, but this old lady can fight for it. It can be seen from her insistence that Chui Fu take Rongting home that she still attaches great importance to this first granddaughter. Therefore, I also reciprocated and tried my best to coax her.

I am good at taking care of the elderly. My former father and queen mother were both coaxed into obedience. The old lady's way is far less profound than theirs. In a short time, she smiled and shouted "Good granddaughter, be good". Feng er and her sister, who are beside her, seem to be called Yaer, and their eyebrows are very resentful. However, after all, the woman is a little older and her mood is not obvious. She still keeps an elegant and dignified smile, but in her heart, she must have cursed me hundreds of times.

The old lady's birthday party was very lively. Chui fook is not in the house, but he is the Xu family after all, and officials in Beijing have to give him some face. Birthday presents were packed all over the house, and Chui fook stood in the hall all day greeting guests, as busy as a bee.

I don't want to go back to the palace at once. First, I haven't decided how to get along with the little emperor and how to get revenge. Secondly, I took a fancy to that woman after listening to her ambition and her disrespectful remarks about princess royal last night. If you stay in the mansion and fight with her in the dark, I don't know how carefree it is, but also for princess royal and Rongting.

At this thought, when I was coquetry with the old lady, I subconsciously expressed my intention to leave and was willing to accompany the old man. So, after dinner, when Chui Fu sent someone to take me back to the palace, the old lady gave me a good scolding. Later, the queen mother sent someone to invite me, and the old lady was as arrogant as I hoped, leaning on the old and selling the old, and forced me to stay in the narrative house with her life.

I finally got what I wanted to see the wonderful facial performances of all of you here. Chui fook's embarrassment, the resentment of Feng Er and Palmers, and the hatred that flashed in the smile that the woman kept.

Old ladies can be rude, but I can't. Although I stayed in Xufu, I wrote a letter to express my loyalty to the Queen Mother. Of course, I can't forget to mention the little emperor, which is extremely sincere and sincere.